Nathan snapped his finger while saying, "That's my girl. She can cook."
"You…" They gnashed their teeth. One of them shouted, "What do you even know? You won't understand the struggle of the less talented!"
Selena glanced at Nathan for a split second before saying, "I don't know the struggle, but I know someone who doesn't complain and just does it in one way or another, unlike you."
Before they could speak, Fenrir had broken free from Nathan and approached them. "That's enough."
Selena looked confused, but both she and Nathan had little experience with the brutality one could bring.
"Let's make this simple. I ask, you answer." Fenrir paused. "First question. Who are you and your affiliation?"
"You—!" one of them wanted to shout at Fenrir, but the latter had already pounced on him. "Aahhh. What are you—Aaaahhhh!"
Fenrir bit his shoulder slowly before sinking his teeth to the deepest part in one go.
